but ah!! rondo nods, looking down at the fabric... if he's aware of the ink, he doesn't notice, so it doesn't even occur to him that there might be something strange going on. ]
Oh... Alfyn mentioned that he was gathering fabric for bandages - since he's an apothecary, I figured it'd be better for him to have them than me.
Mmm! [ i think we assigned this after cabin crew time and if we didn't we did now SO ] - You said you were a field medic too, right...? We're really lucky to have you and Alfyn here, if that's the case. I imagine considering the circumstances, things are not exactly going to be safe...
If there's ever anything you need to be gathered or utilized, please let me know if I can assist you at all, Mr. Daan.
I could tell... [ just by the way he talked about it before. ] ...The life of a soldier can be very difficult. Being with the Knights is a little different, I think, but... I'm glad that you've made it out alright.
[ a beat. ]
Well - besides... this... whole thing. But the point is the same nonetheless!
[ sorry you got kidnapped to be a sacrifice after having to do something terrible D:
anyway, ]
Blue, green, red... alright! Um, I'm not either, but I'll keep an eye out. [ this is about to be a blue flower red thorns shrek situation. ] What are they used for?
[ Rondo fumbling it a bit but he takes it into stride. ]
Blue has pretty intense restorative properties. Green can be used to heal or stave off infection, it's like an antibiotic... red is a bit like a weaker version of both on its own, but makes either of the earlier two stronger.
Oh.
Lavender would be good too.
[ That ones not 'purple herb'? you may ask. And the answer is for some reason, no. That one is just lavender. ]
I'm sure there's better but I suspect that'll be Mr. Greengrass's territory.
[ he looks vaguely relieved at this. he's doing his best. and listening very intently! ]
I'll keep an eye out! Either way, the two of you know much more about this than I could even begin to know... I had some basic healing abilities, but, since there's no magic, I really don't have anything...! Even back in the garrison, the clerics would usually take care of us if we came home injured.
[ flame church, etc ]
Hopefully, it will just be a precaution - better safe than sorry!
Of course I am. [ with a nod! ] Any medical treatment is good medical treatment! What matters is that it can be done.
[ he truly has no preference as long as he's not like, bleeding from many orifices freely it's a good life ]
And...yes, I suppose so... are you as well, Mr. Daan? I spend most of my time in the Cathedral, so there are always clerics around. [ a little laugh: ] I don't think I have nearly enough patience to do their job, though...
I see... [ there's a solemnness to it - he takes what daan's saying seriously, looking thoughtfully down at his bandage pile. ]
It's common in Orsterra, but... it's dangerous, too, in the wrong hands. Someone said that to me once, that... power's not just about power, but about the person who wields it.
That's also probably true, but... power is also just power, too.
Thinking you're the exact right person to be permitted to wield the power of the gods is a one-way ticket to a terrible fate. They don't care about you and never will.
Not that that necessarily applies to others, of course... in this place. Just how it is over here.
for a moment, rondo's cheer fades entirely - he looks just briefly, viscerally heartbrokenly upset. but, he manages to swallow it back, quickly looking down at the bandages again instead, blonde bangs covering his face.
on his shoulder, the black ink coalesces, and reads You won't be able to stop him. ]
... yes. [ yes. though - the part about the gods, maybe not so much, but rondo is aelfric's babygirl so his opinion on that probably doesn't apply. ] Such a thing is a heavy weight indeed.
[ i thought he was wearing a maid dress in this icon.
anyway yes rondo will let him! he's a very touchy guy, so that doesn't bother him at all - in fact, he looks a little startled, but it turns into an appreciative little smile. if his eyes are a little shiny don't worry about it. ]
No... no, it's alright. [ it's not like he could've known. ] What you said, is - you're right. And... even if you are the person who wields the power of the gods, for whatever reason... even if you have earned it, it has consequences, too.
...my apologies, Mr. Daan. [ the smile goes a little wobbly, but it's no less genuine. ] Things... have been very difficult, at home, as of late.
[ does estinien also suffer this? these are facts i need to know
there's a beat. ]
... It does.
[ after a moment, he shifts where his sword was resting in his lap so daan can see it a little better. ]
It... worries me a little less, now that I have this, because... I know the person that had it before doesn't. [ as he turns the sword, daan can see that the body of it seems to reflect the light a bit oddly. one half of the sword reflects almost pink in color. the other half reflects it in blue. ]
Do you see how it holds two colors? The pink is that of what we call the Accursed Flame. The blue... [ a pause. ] ...The blue is mine. The Sacred Flame. They are opposing forces - one wishes to destroy the very world itself. The other is the world's protector.
[ though the accursed flame's owner would say that he was destroying the world for it's own good, that's besides the point. rondo quiets a little further, his usual demeanor much more somber as he explains. ]
The last thing I remember before waking here was having my Sacred Flame stolen from me, and placed in this weapon, to be utilized by that person alongside the Accursed Flame. So... because I have it, there is a chance that maybe the person it belongs to can't hurt anyone. At least not right now.
I have faith in my companions, besides. But... it's no guarantee that he might not, and... [ a soft little laugh. ] it's hard not to worry.
[ Trans flag sword... in our pride month... also yeah Estinien does. The women are unfortunately not exempt but he is a target. ]
It all sounds quite lofty...
[ This is all a bit much for him and his dour horror world ass, but it's not too hard to follow. ]
...But I understand. In times of dire situations, it's normal to worry about the well-being of others.
...
[ Rondo saying all this actually. Makes him think of his own. Words start to come in and out all over his forearms, or rather, names. ABELLA. OLIVIA. AUGUST. KARIN SAUER... His jaw sets a little bit, but he says nothing. ]
If you believe in them to be capable... I'm sure they'll be alright...
[ MY TRANS SWORD also i will just in the future assume all of your men are in maid dresses. aikawa specifically i am the most proud of.
anyway. rondo can't help it - his eyes move to the words, briefly, scanning over the text before he lifts his eyes back to his face. he's right, and... ]
... I'm sure that your friends will be alright, too, Mr. Daan. [ and if daan will let him, he'll give him a tiny little nudge with his shoulder. his expression is earnest, his words very sincere. ] We can be worried... but we can have faith.
I think... for as worried as I am, as we all must be, the best that we can do is to find our way back to them, right? And to keep... I'll keep them in my prayers for you as well, Mr. Daan.
[ Fortunately at this point, he's at least less antsy about the idea of not being believed. The people here are pretty open to the idea of insanity -- after all, look at their current situation. ]
I was... in a nightmarish town in its Festival of Termina. Three days.
The otherworldly moonlight had changed things, twisted them for the worse.
Demands to kill the rest and emerge as the sole champion of the whole, torrid affair, elsewise die... or worse...
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...Well, I slept. That's got to count for something.
[ He's raising a visible brow a bit. He looks at the writing, but then at Rondo's face. ]
What are you doing, if I may ask?
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but ah!! rondo nods, looking down at the fabric... if he's aware of the ink, he doesn't notice, so it doesn't even occur to him that there might be something strange going on. ]
Oh... Alfyn mentioned that he was gathering fabric for bandages - since he's an apothecary, I figured it'd be better for him to have them than me.
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[ Which he has packed into his medical kit that was in the mail. This thing's loaded, baby. ]
Better to be prepared in a place like this... yeah.
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Mmm! [ i think we assigned this after cabin crew time and if we didn't we did now SO ] - You said you were a field medic too, right...? We're really lucky to have you and Alfyn here, if that's the case. I imagine considering the circumstances, things are not exactly going to be safe...
If there's ever anything you need to be gathered or utilized, please let me know if I can assist you at all, Mr. Daan.
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[ He's not sure if lucky should be the right word, but he does admit that something is better than nothing as a security measure. ]
Hopefully you won't be needing us, but our circumstances aren't looking exactly the most safe, sane, or consensual...
...
I'm no professional at identifying herbs, but if you see any blue, green, or red ones, that'd be nice to have.
[ They're just called blue green or red like this is fucking Resident Evil or something. ]
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I could tell... [ just by the way he talked about it before. ] ...The life of a soldier can be very difficult. Being with the Knights is a little different, I think, but... I'm glad that you've made it out alright.
[ a beat. ]
Well - besides... this... whole thing. But the point is the same nonetheless!
[ sorry you got kidnapped to be a sacrifice after having to do something terrible D:
anyway, ]
Blue, green, red... alright! Um, I'm not either, but I'll keep an eye out. [ this is about to be a blue flower red thorns shrek situation. ] What are they used for?
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[ Rondo fumbling it a bit but he takes it into stride. ]
Blue has pretty intense restorative properties. Green can be used to heal or stave off infection, it's like an antibiotic... red is a bit like a weaker version of both on its own, but makes either of the earlier two stronger.
Oh.
Lavender would be good too.
[ That ones not 'purple herb'? you may ask. And the answer is for some reason, no. That one is just lavender. ]
I'm sure there's better but I suspect that'll be Mr. Greengrass's territory.
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I'll keep an eye out! Either way, the two of you know much more about this than I could even begin to know... I had some basic healing abilities, but, since there's no magic, I really don't have anything...! Even back in the garrison, the clerics would usually take care of us if we came home injured.
[ flame church, etc ]
Hopefully, it will just be a precaution - better safe than sorry!
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A lot of you seem familiar with clerics in general, huh...
Sorry, I only do the old-fashioned way. Hope you're fine with that if it comes down to it.
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[ he truly has no preference as long as he's not like, bleeding from many orifices freely it's a good life ]
And...yes, I suppose so... are you as well, Mr. Daan? I spend most of my time in the Cathedral, so there are always clerics around. [ a little laugh: ] I don't think I have nearly enough patience to do their job, though...
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Magic in my world is a rare sight, and a costly, wieldy one.
I don't really recommend delving, playing around with it -- even if you do know what you're doing.
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I see... [ there's a solemnness to it - he takes what daan's saying seriously, looking thoughtfully down at his bandage pile. ]
It's common in Orsterra, but... it's dangerous, too, in the wrong hands. Someone said that to me once, that... power's not just about power, but about the person who wields it.
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Thinking you're the exact right person to be permitted to wield the power of the gods is a one-way ticket to a terrible fate. They don't care about you and never will.
Not that that necessarily applies to others, of course... in this place. Just how it is over here.
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for a moment, rondo's cheer fades entirely - he looks just briefly, viscerally heartbrokenly upset. but, he manages to swallow it back, quickly looking down at the bandages again instead, blonde bangs covering his face.
on his shoulder, the black ink coalesces, and reads You won't be able to stop him. ]
... yes. [ yes. though - the part about the gods, maybe not so much, but rondo is aelfric's babygirl so his opinion on that probably doesn't apply. ] Such a thing is a heavy weight indeed.
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[ He just pats Rondo on the shoulder if the guy will let him, over the black ink as if to cover it with his own hand. ]
Sorry. Didn't mean to bring up anything sore.
A bad habit I've formed, lately...
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anyway yes rondo will let him! he's a very touchy guy, so that doesn't bother him at all - in fact, he looks a little startled, but it turns into an appreciative little smile. if his eyes are a little shiny don't worry about it. ]
No... no, it's alright. [ it's not like he could've known. ] What you said, is - you're right. And... even if you are the person who wields the power of the gods, for whatever reason... even if you have earned it, it has consequences, too.
...my apologies, Mr. Daan. [ the smile goes a little wobbly, but it's no less genuine. ] Things... have been very difficult, at home, as of late.
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...You and a few others, I think, from what I've gathered...
Does it worry you?
[ Is it something actively going on that's weighing on your mind because you're forced to be away right now? ]
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there's a beat. ]
... It does.
[ after a moment, he shifts where his sword was resting in his lap so daan can see it a little better. ]
It... worries me a little less, now that I have this, because... I know the person that had it before doesn't. [ as he turns the sword, daan can see that the body of it seems to reflect the light a bit oddly. one half of the sword reflects almost pink in color. the other half reflects it in blue. ]
Do you see how it holds two colors? The pink is that of what we call the Accursed Flame. The blue... [ a pause. ] ...The blue is mine. The Sacred Flame. They are opposing forces - one wishes to destroy the very world itself. The other is the world's protector.
[ though the accursed flame's owner would say that he was destroying the world for it's own good, that's besides the point. rondo quiets a little further, his usual demeanor much more somber as he explains. ]
The last thing I remember before waking here was having my Sacred Flame stolen from me, and placed in this weapon, to be utilized by that person alongside the Accursed Flame. So... because I have it, there is a chance that maybe the person it belongs to can't hurt anyone. At least not right now.
I have faith in my companions, besides. But... it's no guarantee that he might not, and... [ a soft little laugh. ] it's hard not to worry.
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It all sounds quite lofty...
[ This is all a bit much for him and his dour horror world ass, but it's not too hard to follow. ]
...But I understand. In times of dire situations, it's normal to worry about the well-being of others.
...
[ Rondo saying all this actually. Makes him think of his own. Words start to come in and out all over his forearms, or rather, names. ABELLA. OLIVIA. AUGUST. KARIN SAUER... His jaw sets a little bit, but he says nothing. ]
If you believe in them to be capable... I'm sure they'll be alright...
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anyway. rondo can't help it - his eyes move to the words, briefly, scanning over the text before he lifts his eyes back to his face. he's right, and... ]
... I'm sure that your friends will be alright, too, Mr. Daan. [ and if daan will let him, he'll give him a tiny little nudge with his shoulder. his expression is earnest, his words very sincere. ] We can be worried... but we can have faith.
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They're not...
[ They're not his friends. And that isn't some tsun-ass thing, it's just true -- but he stops himself, because it's not really relevant. ]
...
Miss Marina is still alive... so maybe they are too...
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Yes, that's the spirit!
[ yes!! ]
I think... for as worried as I am, as we all must be, the best that we can do is to find our way back to them, right? And to keep... I'll keep them in my prayers for you as well, Mr. Daan.
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For... you, yes. I wish you the best of course.
I'd rather not return where I was last if I can help it.
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gently: ]
...May I ask why?
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I was... in a nightmarish town in its Festival of Termina. Three days.
The otherworldly moonlight had changed things, twisted them for the worse.
Demands to kill the rest and emerge as the sole champion of the whole, torrid affair, elsewise die... or worse...
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